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[sid] => 31454
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[aid] => mick
[title] => The sin of the childs kin
[time] => 2004-01-12 07:32:47
[hometext] => Not one of my best, still figthing this cold, but wanted to get something out there. Children make choices and this one chose to stop the pain!
[bodytext] => --------________------------ His innocence scorn, His choice forced on him, His childhood torn, By someone considered his kin. Scared for his life, He did as he was told, Never a weapon used, not until that one night, When the child decided it was all getting old. Was off the impurities, Clean away the sin, Regain is own securities, No one would touch him again. He walks in the room, Shaking like a leaf, He remembers the touching, remembers the gloom, This child still in disbelief. He closes his eyes tight, Almost as if he shut the world out, He held the gun that night, Not opening his eyes, until the gun made a shout. Inside his heart lives the monstrosities of reality, His mind filled with the inhumanities of insanity, Never to be touched again with impurities, For his soul will forever tell a horrid story. It was not the childhood he would seek, So young he was, he had his life stolen, A memory of pain forever he would keep, For this childs wings had fallen. What will come of this child? No one may never know, For his pain was not mild, We pary it will heal, and his heart will grow! [comments] => 2 [counter] => 412 [topic] => 48 [informant] => MajesticPoet [notes] => (Edited by Mod_1 for spelling as requested) [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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